Neither Bond Nor Free

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Seba! Here, Seba! Here, Seba! Rang out on the still air. It was unmistakably the voice of a girl, whose age you might have guessed as anywhere between the years of fifteen and twenty - its ring was so soft, so clear, so musical. At that moment the dog was bounding along up the woody path, and a little in advance of Seba was poor bunny, whose strained eyes and stiffened ears betokened alarm. Onward the animal sped, until presently the two turned from the leaf-strewn path and were lost to sight in the deep wood. The cause of this sudden flight was apparent, for the rapid approach of firm steps, just ahead, caused it to scamper in a new direction.